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New Grass

New grass 
Colorful fur 
Protecting Mother Earth 
Greening up beautifully in spring 
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Kiser Avatar
December 12, 2018 at 5:43 AM
That's how it does! You've painted the visual with these words.
Krutsinger Avatar
December 12, 2018 at 6:39 AM
I am a professional painter, writing is just for fun.
Robinson Jr. Avatar
December 11, 2018 at 5:12 PM
Very cool Cinquain poem, Caren. Your poetic imagery is spot on! Lovely sunburst of ink bloom. Pastoral poetry, so serene. I really enjoyed reading this poem. I was listening to this tranquil song, "If It Takes Forever" by Michael e while reading this fine poem. Love and hugs always. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Guym4_7cfjU
Krutsinger Avatar
December 11, 2018 at 7:41 PM
Thank you Freddie. I love the earth, and the greener the better!
Dietrich Avatar
December 11, 2018 at 3:01 PM
lovely metaphor, colorful fur!
Krutsinger Avatar
December 11, 2018 at 7:41 PM
Thank you Andrea. I am so in love with the outside it is ridiculous.
Rose  Avatar
December 11, 2018 at 12:06 PM
White wiccan all the way hon, xi
Krutsinger Avatar
December 11, 2018 at 7:42 PM
thank you so much! Best compliment.
Mcferran Avatar
December 11, 2018 at 11:51 AM
I second Line's comment- the "colorful fur" grabbed my attention, too! Love it!! ;)
Krutsinger Avatar
December 11, 2018 at 7:42 PM
Thank you Rhona. I appreciate it.
Gauthier Avatar
December 11, 2018 at 9:03 AM
I love the image of grass as Mother Earth's colorful fur, Caren.
Krutsinger Avatar
December 11, 2018 at 11:49 AM
I was going to say skin, but fur sounded so much wiser.
Jones Avatar
December 11, 2018 at 7:26 AM
Very nice one and so true, thank you ^_^
Krutsinger Avatar
December 11, 2018 at 8:06 AM
Thank you; I am ready for spring every season actually.
Rose  Avatar
December 11, 2018 at 7:11 AM
Your poem makes me hope for a lovely spring. How beautiful it is to own HOPE. Without it we'd all be brown grass, lol, Love is a thought today poetess. Please write a poem about the value of poetry in our lives, I will wait for it, with bells on. xo
Krutsinger Avatar
December 11, 2018 at 8:06 AM
Thanks Pixie Dust. I appreciate it.
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